Barracuda (Fergie)

So this ain't the end I saw you again today I had to turn my heart away Smiled like the sun Kisses like real And tales - it never fails You're lying so low in the weeds And I bet you're gonna ambush me You'll have me down, down, down, down on my knees Now wouldn't you, Barracuda? Oh, ooo Oh, back over time we were all trying for free Met the porpoise and me No right, no wrong Selling a song, a name! Whisper game And if the real thing don't do the trick You better make up something quick You're gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn into the wick Ooo, Barracuda? "Sell me, sell you," the porpoise said Dive down deep now, and save my head You... I think you got the blues, too All that night and all the next Swam without looking back Made for the western pools Silly, silly fools Now, if the real thing don't do the trick, no You better make up something quick You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn into the wick Ooo, oh, Barra-Barracuda Sock it to me Sock it to me Sock it to me Sock it to me